Chapter THREE

Ben decided to call an old childhood friend to help him out with this little 'problem' because he was majoring in IT and ICT, he could probably also hack, right?

Ben pulled out his phone and went through his contact list, hoping he didn't delete his friend's number because a while back, they both had a fight. They were currently playing the game of 'who would message or call first' type of thing. Ben rolled his eyes as he dialed the number because he knew the bastard would be cocky about it.

"Why... Hello there~" his deep voice could be heard on the other line after the second ring and Ben groaned quietly. He could practically feel the cockiness rolling through the phone in waves.

"I need your help ..." Ben whispered and he heard him chuckle on the other end, clearly amused with this.

"What do you need?" He asked sweetly and Ben bit his lip as the nervousness settled in. Was it safe to actually tell someone? Ben wondered if he really should get him involved? What if this stalker guy goes after him?

Ben felt his phone buzz from getting a message and his eyes widened, straight away... He already knew the answer to his question.

"I have a stalker..."

Silence could be heard on the other end. All Ben could hear was his soft breathing, the silence stretched on for awhile and Ben was about to talk again when the voice on the other line cut him off.

"When do we meet?"

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After a few hours, Ben headed off to one of the coffee shops downtown because that's where both of the males agreed to meet. He stays in busan and Ben told him he wouldn't mind meeting him in a few days but he seemed persistent.

"Hey, can I take your order sir?"

Ben looked up to find a tall handsome male smiling down at him and the brunette couldn't help but smile back at him. His hair was white and came down in a fringe over his eyes, he had the deepest dimples Ben had ever seen. His shirt was a light pink paired with caramel pants and an apron.

"Sure... Er, can I get an iced frappè and a hot chocolate with extra cream please?" The brunette ordered and the handsome male wrote it down quickly on his mini pad before looking back with a smile.

"Anything else sir?"

"No thanks. Do You like pink?" Ben asked curiously, just to make conversation all the while peering at the waiter's shirt. It was odd seeing a male with a pink shirt because boys always had that gender default concerning the color pink.

"Oh... This?" He pinches the end of his sleeve, grinning wildly because he kind of expected the question, "No sir, my boss makes me wear it. He's a big fan of pink." The male looks back down at his uniform. Ben smiled widely before nodding slightly.

"I like it." Ben showed him a thumbs up and the waiter smiled before muttering a soft thank you, bowing and then left to prepare the drinks.

The cafe door opened at that exact time, the familiar tinkling of the bell could be heard and Ben closed his eyes, remembering how he just loved this atmosphere, it was so peaceful and ser-

"Wow!"

"He's so handsome!"

"I've never seen him before!"

Ben's thoughts were cut short after hearing girls giggle and squeal like they've just seen an idol from exo. Ben darted his head up curious to what the girls were on about and his eyes widened when he spotted a gorgeous male looking around, rocking white jeans, a red and black striped jersey with rips at the top and Doc Martens. His black hair gelled back away from his eyes. The male smiled at some girls, who waved at him, and Ben knew who it was straight away.

"Allan?" Ben asked out loud, making the male look at you with a look of shock but the shock was soon replaced with a tenderness that only a big brother would give you. Ben grinned widely as all the memories came clashing back.

/flashback/

"Hey... Why are you mad at me?" Allan poked Ben's arm and the smaller just ignored him, sitting there arms crossed with a sad expression. Ben was mad because Allan was talking to other people instead of him. Ben knew it was wrong of him to be mad at Allan because he was just making friends but Ben couldn't help but feel extremely jealous.

"Leave me alone! Right now!" Ben yelled, they were only eight years old at the time when they had your first fight.

"Fine!" He was angry now, angry at the fact that Ben didn't want to talk to him. The only reason he spoke to them was because he was trying to invite them for Ben's secret birthday party that he didn't know about.

Ben slowly peered at Allan from the side, his lips pouted and staring out into the distance and Ben had to bite his lip so hard from laughing at his cuteness.

No matter what fight they were in, the brunette couldn't help but not take Allan seriously so Ben always found it amusing when he got mad.

The two males sat in silence for what felt like forever, none of them dared to make a move but soon... The smaller found himself slowly placing his hand on his until they entwined their fingers together. Allan was taken aback by the gesture but still otherwise smiled at Ben.

"I'm sorry I left you alone." He says innocently and Ben hugged him. He was like the eldest brother, someone who always looked out for Ben and always made him feel so safe whenever he had to.

"It's okay... Still friends?" Ben asked him and Allan shook his head. Ben narrowed his eyebrows, he stared at Allan confused.

"Family..." He says with his famous cute smile and the smaller giggled.

"Forever...."

/end of flashback/